One day my ship will also cast (its) anchor
One day we will passionately see Makkah and Madinah.
Although the mine of love is in every heart,
However it cannot be discovered without blood and sweat.
Good God! These blossoming springs of ebullition of love,
My bosom feels like a river of fire.
O tears of repentance! May I be sacrificed over Your favours,
This treasure of mercy has rained upon a sinner.
The condition (of success) is (some) kind attention of the men of love,
Otherwise this gem of love cannot be had.
Akhtar! I do agree, that there are calamities in the path of love,
But through His grace, Sakinah and Tranquility descends as well.
Taken from Ma- arif e Mathnavi
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